mini-capsule [ CREATURE OF SOCIETY [ творение ОБЩЕСТВА ]
Every person needs to communicate, interact and socialise - we are connected to society and are its creatures. Every day we wear a uniform, either for our own convenience or for the convenience of others. Our clothes are put away in a closet, thrown on a chair, on the bed or on the floor. Our wardrobe is individual and unique - it is ours.
One size, one color;
Just like in our wardrobe.
I woke up early in the morning. First the right eye woke up, then the left. The walls, the floor and the ceiling woke up. The coffee did not want to get up for a long time, but when it woke up it danced on the edges of the Turk. I shook the curtains, they swung lazily and moved aside. The world was still asleep, and I looked at the clock - it was time to wake the sun. Behind it is the sky, the clouds on it, houses and windows, the earth, trees, rivers, flowers, bugs, fish, birds, I did not forget about the animals - I did not forget anyone.
The job was done and I returned to the volume of my room.
“Hi, are you up without me? What a rare occurrence!” I said, turning to the chair where my uniform sat, slightly slumped. “How did you sleep? You look a little rumpled. Sorry I didn’t put it away in the closet. I was very tired yesterday.”
She muttered something under her breath, shook herself, and happily jumped into my arms. Now the words “creature of society” were emblazoned on her chest. I smiled at the mirror
and went out to meet the world.
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